How do you figure out if you want to be casual or serious in relationships, or stay entirely single? Ah, yes, the age old question; we stare despairingly at ourselves in the mirror and demand to know “WHAT DO YOU WANT?”. With choices as limited as they are at the moment, it is even more Read More…
The perpetually single typically despise Valentine’s Day as a brutal reminder that they are alone in this world – without a person to buy stuffed animals and boxes of chocolates for. However, as someone who heavily romanticises singledom, I reject this embittered view of a holiday which – essentially – is simply one about love.
Olivia Dunn discusses the newly relatable difficulties added to dating in a pandemic.
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Alice Garnett explores the phenomena of ‘post-nut’ clarity and the ‘dick haze’, and the problematic stereotypes they reinforce.
Had you asked me this question three months ago I’d have answered vehemently with a definitive: “YES.” Because why would I – a young, beautiful 21 year old in her prime – limit myself to one partner?! The notion seemed ridiculous. As I’ve mentioned in previous pieces, at secondary school I was a serial monogamist. Read More…
Casual-anything (dating or sex) can be carefree, empowering, and fulfilling – given the right circumstances – but it can unexpectedly veer into an emotional minefield of confusion, bitterness, and heartache.
I learnt that scheduling weekly calls with a friend is useful for preserving one’s sanity, but similarly beneficial is the intermittent sharing of amusing cat memes.
The more we normalise being single, the less embarrassed we will feel when we ask for a table for one. I want that for the future; a world where we can exist as individuals as opposed to in pairs.
I tried to remember the last time I’d run into an open body of water, or danced at a club, or sung a pop song, without a layer of self-irony undermining the sincerity of it all, without the need to let people know that “it was obviously a joke” through exaggerated body language or an overly accentuated Cher impression. I, in my anxious, sarcastic, self-parodying state, have never been and never will be the kind of person to “take it and run.”